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Chapter 932: The True Meaning of Chonghachi!

Yang Fan had just received the broken piece of human skin in his arms. Before he could warm it up, he felt a boiling and violent force coming from his arms.

boom!

The power was so strong that it was like an erupting volcano, almost knocking him over!

Whoosh!

The piece of broken human skin flew out of the air instantly.

"Good guy!"

Yang Fan's body shook wildly.

However, how could he be willing to run away when he saw the piece of human skin in his hand?

"You're already here! Just don't leave!"

Yang Fan rushed forward without hesitation.

Grab this piece of human skin again!

However, the power erupted from this piece of human skin was so tyrannical that it almost dragged Yang Fan flying towards the main tomb chamber!

Whoosh!

Yang Fan's face darkened, and he decisively pulled down the Baifu knot!

Baifu Knot is indeed an important weapon of the Zhou Dynasty!

As soon as the cover came down, the broken piece of human skin stopped moving. However, the human skin itself began to twist rapidly, as if a face was about to emerge!

"not good!"

Yang Fan's expression changed, and he quickly used his magical power to mend the sky!

Swish, swish, swish!

The Heaven-Building Magical Power was dropped for free.

However, the face on the human skin appeared much faster than he expected!

Almost instantly, an eye appeared.

Gloomy and deep as the dark night!

Whoosh!

It's dark all around!

"Zhu Huan..."

However, in the end, this was just a piece of human skin that was no bigger than a fingernail. Under Yang Fan's magical power of mending the sky, the remaining thoughts on this human skin were wiped away in an instant!

Of course, seeing this residual thought disappear, Yang Fan decisively stopped the magical power of mending the sky.

After all, he still wants this piece of broken human skin!

"Perfect!"

When Yang Fan saw this piece of human skin lying on the ground, he stopped struggling and let out a long breath.

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br> His heart almost jumped out of his chest when he thought that the piece of broken human skin just now revealed an eye.

Fortunately, Bu Tian's magical power was powerful enough to send that thought to the sky in time, completely cutting off the connection between the two!

Moreover, the other party called "Zhu Huan", what does it have to do with me, Mr. Yang?

Yang Fan touched his face and felt happy.

Step forward and put away the small piece of human skin.

"Although it is dilapidated, it still has the appearance of an emperor."

"Let's put it together, maybe we can collect one in a while!"

Yang Fan slowly contracted the Baifu Knot, put the human skin into it, and covered his body with the Baifu Knot again.

Then, he silently shrank to the corner, transformed into a "lonely brave man", and kept moving forward.

While he was cocooning, he was looking forward to it, when would another piece of human skin fall from the sky?

Xiaoling Mausoleum, main tomb chamber.

"Hehehe."

An eerie and sharp laugh came from Zhu Yunwen's mouth.

He looked at the injured and broken hand bones, the anger in his eyes became more and more intense, and even a majestic real dragon gradually appeared behind him!

However, this real dragon is completely blue and black!

A pair of scarlet eyes, almost ready to choose someone to devour, swallowing up everything in the world!

This is clearly a poisonous dragon!

"A mere half-saint can actually hurt me..."

Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhang Taiyue who had hit the stone wall of the underground palace heavily, and slowly raised his hand. The broken bones of his hand were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The splattered and scattered blood, muscles, bones, skin and flesh all gathered towards his hand.

However, there was a piece of skin on the back of his hand that never came back.

"Um?"

Where is my piece of skin?

Zhu Yunwen was slightly startled, his face darkened, he felt that piece of human skin

The contact was completely lost, and only the word "Zhu Huan" came back to the bottom of my heart with the broken will.

"Zhu Huan?"

Zhu Yunwen's face turned cold.

This Xiaoling Mausoleum is so lively that even the previous generation Emperor Ming, who had died long ago, crawled out!

At this time, as the poisonous dragon emerging behind Zhu Yunwen became more and more obvious, the surrounding space began to distort and fluctuate.

Zhang Taiyue was completely burned because of the "Book of Biography" and was hit by Zhonglou's punch. His whole body was directly hit hard and he could no longer fight back. .??.

When Zhu Yunwen's cold eyes turned to him, Zhang Taiyue froze all over. His whole body was almost uncontrollably choked by a majestic force, and he slowly moved towards Zhu Yunwen.

"punish!"

Zhu Yunwen ordered coldly.

However, at the critical moment, the imperial edict that fell not far from Zhang Taiyue suddenly lit up.

A golden dragon snakes out!

When it first appeared, it was no more than a foot long. However, it instantly changed in the wind and turned into a real dragon of ten thousand feet!

Then the real dragon transformed into a human form!

Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, the breath is like an abyss.

His eyes are deep, like a god overlooking the world!

"His Majesty!"

Zhang Taiyue couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhu Gaolie glanced at him and with a wave of his hand, Zhang Taiyue disappeared directly into the tomb. Only he and Zhu Yunwen were left in the main tomb.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Gaolie and his expression became solemn.

Although the opponent is just an incarnation of the imperial dragon energy, he is also seriously injured at this moment!

Zhu Gaolie lowered his eyes, looked at Zhu Yunwen, and said in a calm tone: "Does it feel good to take shelter from others and become a tool for sowing seeds?"

Whoosh!

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yunwen's face suddenly turned gloomy, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot.

"The lineage of false emperors has indeed not changed its bad nature!"
"Pseudo-Emperor?"

Zhu Gaolie looked indifferent and said, "It's ridiculous! You are worthy of being called a false emperor! If Taizu were still alive, if you were indecisive, listened to slander, and forced kings to be killed, I would probably kill you with one palm!"

"If you had killed calmly back then, you would have been saved, but what about you? You are willing to fall down, seek shelter from outsiders, waste your respect for your ancestors, and consider thieves as relatives!"

"Now you actually have the nerve to talk about the pseudo-emperor lineage in front of me!"

These words sounded like thunder, hitting Zhu Yunwen's heart one by one, and his face became more and more ugly: "Shut up!"

"shut up?"

Zhu Gaolie sneered, "It seems that you still have some sense of shame! If so, then you should kill yourself in Taizu's tomb today and give Taizu an explanation!"

What does it mean that words are like swords!

What is meant by words killing!

That's it.

Zhu Yunwen was so embarrassed that he became angry and glared at Zhu Gaolie, wishing he could kill him with his own hands!

But he still has some sense in the end and suppresses his anger: "I will kill you with my own hands under the city of God's Capital one day!"

After saying that, Zhu Yunwen's body trembled, the poisonous dragon behind him roared to the sky, and he slowly disappeared into the Xiaoling Cemetery.

What was strange was that Zhu Gaolie actually let him leave without stopping him.

It's just that the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth is getting stronger and stronger.

Then, he turned around and looked at the coffin in the main tomb of Xiaoling Mausoleum.

He reached out, and a strong dragon energy was slowly drawn out from the coffin, gradually revealing its true nature, and slowly transformed into a phoenix energy.

"Sure enough, the phoenix turns into a dragon."

Zhu Gaolie sighed quietly.

Taizu, you are indeed alive, but what are you planning?

Think about it, I am the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Chongba!

"Chongba, Chongba... both the martial arts and the Buddhist paths have reached the eighth level of Chonglou! The founder of the Zhou Dynasty, Taizu, who was from a humble background but could lift a three-foot sword and overturned five thousand years of Zhou Dynasty in one fell swoop, unless you want

Death, who can kill you..."


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